It’s December, and Becca has once again found herself alone. No significant other, no boyfriend, no man, not even a girlfriend to get drunk with. She promised herself in August that she’d be with somebody special, somebody worth her time, but now she has only herself to be with. Christmas is 3 days away, and all she can think about is how empty her bed is. Normally this wouldn’t be an issue, as you see Becca is a cute little Asian mixed woman. Curvy, light skinned, 5′ 3”, with cute dark brown freckles, chinky eyes, jet black hair that lingered at the base of her back, really thick thighs, a firm ass, and at the bottom of it all were these cute little feet. Size five and a half. Becca always loved to have her toes painted, being that everyone would compliment her on how cute her feet and toes were. This was always an attributing factor when it came to dressing up for the day. She would always coordinate her clothes according to what color her toes were. Pink toes meant pink top, and matching panties. Becca would stare at herself in the mirror for at least 20 minutes in the mornings. Slowly sliding her hands up and down her body, gently pinching her nipples as she passed her hands over her 34C breasts that lay snugly in her Victoria Secret bra. Her hands continued downward towards her hips, stopping briefly to adjust the lace on her panty, then sliding them even further towards her neatly trimmed pussy. Still adjusting, she would sneak a finger or two underneath the soft fabric, to briskly rub her clit a few times just because it was there. She enjoyed that part, always making sure she didn’t spend too much time rubbing, because it would lead to another blissful, but lonely encounter alone on the bed. Breathing slightly harder now, she moves away from the mirror to get dressed for her nine to five that is awaiting her arrival. An all navy blue business ensemble is the order of the day, but she spiced it up by throwing on a slightly see through pink blouse, that not only matches her toes, but allows a quick peek of the hidden cleavage underneath. “I am that damn hot!”, she exclaimed slapping her round ass as she walked out the door of her apartment.
For The Grown & Sexxy.
Stories of a very strong mature content. Sex, sex, and more sex. Still fun though. These are things that put a tingle in your body when you read it.